Shortage

[Diana.Daymarova]

With wide open eyes and a noticable surprise in her face, she glances down at the documents. This she wasn't told. Perhaps they forgot.

Before that moment when a wrong decision was made, there's Kathleen in Colorado system, near Pueblo station, occupying an Eagle, civilian very heavy fighter. The lane is distrupted. Both, her ship and a transport, which was escorted by her, are thrown out to be stopped by a foolish pirate. There is no hesitation. The place is turned into a battlefield in seconds. Pieces of metal separate from the pirate's bomber. It starts to burn too. He realises he lost and screams. The pod is tractored and brought to Huntsville, where Kathleen is rewarded not just for catching a pirate, but for escorting a trade ship to safety too. She has felt pride for her deeds. Mistakes were made because of it and there was one Liberty police officer more.

It is so nostalgic.

The documents are signed. It is a relief. The fact that she will be as agile as she used to be. That makes her satisfied.

"It is done. I apologize for my nescience, but as you said I, erm, probably wasn't told this."

It is psychics. Less stress is felt. The changes in her speech are surprising. Astouding even. But it's still not perfect. More strenght can be felt too.

"Thank you for informing me."

Now that the problem is solved, Kathleen proceeds back to her room. The thoughts of her parents still cover half of her heart in darkness. The depression isn't gone and it doesn't look like it will be.

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